Submissions by Amorous_tryst
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
A poetess? I shall leave that determination to others.
Learn to Read, then Read to Learn
From Kindergarten throughout life.
See Spot run. Run Spot run.
Watch the squirrel scurry up the tree.
Now is the time for all good men to come to the aid of their country.
"Our most basic common link is that we all inhabit this planet.
We all breath the same air. We all cherish our children's future.
And we are all mortal." John F. Kennedy
"I Have A...
See Spot run. Run Spot run.
Watch the squirrel scurry up the tree.
Now is the time for all good men to come to the aid of their country.
"Our most basic common link is that we all inhabit this planet.
We all breath the same air. We all cherish our children's future.
And we are all mortal." John F. Kennedy
"I Have A...
#learning
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What decides who's normal
Sitting on a park bench, laptop on my knees, a gentle breeze caressing my skin, reflecting, thoughts wandering, thinking will I see my friend again today?
I observe a man walk past, talking to himself, hands gesturing into the empty space in front of him, mumbled words I can not understand, and I think to myself.........
thank God I'm normal.
A couple arguing, loud words flying, words that in my younger days would get my mouth washed out with soap. They stop, see me staring and she yells "what...
I observe a man walk past, talking to himself, hands gesturing into the empty space in front of him, mumbled words I can not understand, and I think to myself.........
thank God I'm normal.
A couple arguing, loud words flying, words that in my younger days would get my mouth washed out with soap. They stop, see me staring and she yells "what...
#PopCulture
788 reads
7 Comments
For a FRIEND
Distraction is in the mind
as beauty to the eye,
and here the distraction is welcomed
Addiction here is like
to the beauty of a flower
sound of a song
words of a friend
as beauty to the eye,
and here the distraction is welcomed
Addiction here is like
to the beauty of a flower
sound of a song
words of a friend
#happiness
#love
#hope
#friendship
#uplifting
1062 reads
10 Comments
Unseen Wounds
Words like weapons can cut and wound.
Weapons unlike words can not heal
Scars from weapons can be seen unlike the scars from words.
I choose my scars to be from the latter.
Weapons unlike words can not heal
Scars from weapons can be seen unlike the scars from words.
I choose my scars to be from the latter.
#heartbroken
#philosophical
#SelfDiscovery
#healing
#hurt
708 reads
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It's good for something!
I don't watch a lot of television, only shows that are informative on some level.
Having watched more than my share of "Forensic Files", "NCIS" and "CSI" episodes,
in somewhat or other location, I have finally come to realize this:
How to murder myself
and make it look like a suicide.
Having watched more than my share of "Forensic Files", "NCIS" and "CSI" episodes,
in somewhat or other location, I have finally come to realize this:
How to murder myself
and make it look like a suicide.
#depression
#dark
#heartbroken
#shadows
#hurt
625 reads
11 Comments
Recycled or perhaps "Hey Bob, how ya doin'?"
If you see me, please do not stomp
perhaps I'm just, out for a romp
crawling around, down in the dirt
searching out food, going to work
for if you think, before you step
crushing me flat, breaking my neck
that it was he, who put me here
being not meant, just be a smear
possibly one's, Mom I may be
flying about, flower to tree
transferring pollen, for something to grow
or out in the night, displaying my glow
for if you believe, we all will be...
perhaps I'm just, out for a romp
crawling around, down in the dirt
searching out food, going to work
for if you think, before you step
crushing me flat, breaking my neck
that it was he, who put me here
being not meant, just be a smear
possibly one's, Mom I may be
flying about, flower to tree
transferring pollen, for something to grow
or out in the night, displaying my glow
for if you believe, we all will be...
#dark
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Friends
I say it's green
While you say it's blue
I say it's false
While you say it's true
You say it's thin
While I say it's fat
You say it's this
While I say it's that
I say a friend
While you say a foe
I say it isn't
While you say it's so
You say it matters
While I say so what
You say it's wrong
While I say it's not
I say it's heavy
While you say it's light
You say make peace
While I say lets fight
Though when we differ
And this we...
While you say it's blue
I say it's false
While you say it's true
You say it's thin
While I say it's fat
You say it's this
While I say it's that
I say a friend
While you say a foe
I say it isn't
While you say it's so
You say it matters
While I say so what
You say it's wrong
While I say it's not
I say it's heavy
While you say it's light
You say make peace
While I say lets fight
Though when we differ
And this we...
#friendship
1052 reads
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Poem & Prose
within this crazy mind of mine
where all my writings seems must rhyme
I find it troubling not near sublime
when rhyme and rhythm are not in time
what's the reason which makes me think
that words and time must be in sync
for if they're not my work will stink
and as result my self worth sink
just as a chord around my throat
when words don't match and then I choke
thus causing me to sit and mope
though never one to stand and gloat
...
where all my writings seems must rhyme
I find it troubling not near sublime
when rhyme and rhythm are not in time
what's the reason which makes me think
that words and time must be in sync
for if they're not my work will stink
and as result my self worth sink
just as a chord around my throat
when words don't match and then I choke
thus causing me to sit and mope
though never one to stand and gloat
...
#nonfiction
1018 reads
12 Comments
LOVE in the "Lost and Found"
Just as in
Trash and Treasure
A pleasant dream for one
Can be a terrible nightmare for another
Trash and Treasure
A pleasant dream for one
Can be a terrible nightmare for another
#PopCulture
748 reads
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A Simple Acknowlegement
Not a poem here nor even prose, but rather a comment or pet peeve if you will.
Since joining this fine site, I have enjoyed not only posting some of my work, but also reading the work of others. And there most certainly are many fine poets here, and my following comment is not on their writing, but rather their lack of manners (both new members and seasoned ones as well).
Some may take exception to what I have to say here, and that is their right to do so, and if they feel strongly enough to counter my observation, I will welcome their thoughts, either in comment below...
Since joining this fine site, I have enjoyed not only posting some of my work, but also reading the work of others. And there most certainly are many fine poets here, and my following comment is not on their writing, but rather their lack of manners (both new members and seasoned ones as well).
Some may take exception to what I have to say here, and that is their right to do so, and if they feel strongly enough to counter my observation, I will welcome their thoughts, either in comment below...
#PopCulture
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12 Comments
PooPoo for PoePoeBuffs
On that night in rain drenched eerie, as I disrobed being leery
Of mother's words of how all good wives should behave
Whilst I primped and peered, seeking beauty within the mirror
'Twas startled by a gentle tapping, tapping, rapping upon my bathroom door
A voice so reassuring, with words like "do not worry" and "for you, I do adore"
"Please wait", I did implore
For wedding bells had rang that noon, and now upon our honeymoon
My flower would be taken soon, for it was my first time to...
Of mother's words of how all good wives should behave
Whilst I primped and peered, seeking beauty within the mirror
'Twas startled by a gentle tapping, tapping, rapping upon my bathroom door
A voice so reassuring, with words like "do not worry" and "for you, I do adore"
"Please wait", I did implore
For wedding bells had rang that noon, and now upon our honeymoon
My flower would be taken soon, for it was my first time to...
#love
#marriage
#sex #EdgarAllanPoe
#sex #EdgarAllanPoe
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Undeserving
a candle flickers, licks in vain
at the blackness of her room
but the dark within it still remains
as shadowy creatures loom
a father, nun, and host of others
boards creak as they cross the floor
no one speaks not one word uttered
in this their time adored
off come the collar and the habit
the rest of garb and shoes
looking forward to fuck like rabbits
whilst downing shots of booze
white blouse removed and plaid skirt
leaving garter belt and hose
hands rubbing, probing without a flirt
and again her...
at the blackness of her room
but the dark within it still remains
as shadowy creatures loom
a father, nun, and host of others
boards creak as they cross the floor
no one speaks not one word uttered
in this their time adored
off come the collar and the habit
the rest of garb and shoes
looking forward to fuck like rabbits
whilst downing shots of booze
white blouse removed and plaid skirt
leaving garter belt and hose
hands rubbing, probing without a flirt
and again her...
#PopCulture
774 reads
8 Comments
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